The Carousel Boutique, as always, was the cornerstone of beauty in Ponyville. It was rich in luxurious fabrics, ostentatious headwear and only the finest in glittering baubles and accessories. Truly, no other place in Ponyville could hope to match the refined class and sophistication the Carousel Boutique provided. A ritzy bastion to the (charmingly) rustic denizens of Ponyville. It was one of the few places a pony could go to take in high society and glamour when in ponyville.
It had been at least. Where once, a painstakingly, and perfectly aligned trio of ponyquinns had been standing, (modeling the latest fashions to come to ponyville), was a cyan pony. A little blue pegasus who was giggling wildly and 'riding' one of her ponyquinns back and forth like a cheap amusement ride one might find in front of a supermarket. She was droning on and on and on about 'legendary tricks' this and 'Scootaloo's wings' that.
Instead of a wall of dresses and beautiful hoof-crafted designs, was a little purple alicorn that was prancing in place. She had ushered the latest trending clothes out of the way, to make room to draw complex configurations on the carpet in rich black ink that would take weeks to treat. She was darting about this way and that, screaming about all the extra room Rarity was going to need if she wanted to expand the Boutique.
"Rarity!! Rarity, I predict a tremendous boom in your popularity in the next forty years, especially once you've ascended with us! The sales will go through the roof! I've been crunching the numbers (I've got the time) and I think we'll need to knock out the far wall over there to make room for the new hallway. I've been thinking we could make this into a sort of semi-castle for you, you know, while we wait for you to get your own! I've already ordered the construction ponies, and they'll be here shortly to help! Oh, this is going to be so amazing! I've been putting together a new design for the boutique! You'll see! You'll love it!! There's so much you can get done when you stop going to sleep! Who needs sleep!? We've got forever, Rarity! Forever!" Twilight babbled happily, prancing in place. Her ears perked in alarm momentarily and she sat upright with a terrifying speed.
"I NEED A CALCULATOR!" she announced, paused and started giggling wildly. "WAIT! Nevermind! False alarm! I AM a calculator!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FOREVER!!" Twilight laughed, sat down, crossed her legs and closed her eyes.
Rarity didn't know what Twilight was 'calculating' but felt a specific sense of urgency to get her out of the boutique before she was finished. She was, however, distracted by the presence of Pinkie Pie, who zipped by with a lengthy scroll of parchment waving about behind her. She bounced to the remaining dresses, wrapping the parchment around, and around, and around the dresses that were still held captive by Rarity's ponyquinns. Something Rainbow would soon rectify, Rarity was sure.
"Rarity won't need these old dresses, now that she'll have forever to work on new ones!" Pinkie giggled gleefully, and only now did Rarity realize the word SALE SALE SALE SALE SALE written across the scroll in bright bold ink. Pinkie was putting her dresses on sale? Twilight was talking about knocking out the walls? Rainbow Dash was riding a ponyquinn like it were prom night all over again? Were they trying to drive her out of business?!
The little gray unicorn sat at the base of the stairs, mouth agape, watching the madness unfurl around her at a horrifying pace. Next to her stood a purple dragon who was wearing the same exhausted expression on his face that he had since he came in with the rest of them. It mimicked hers almost perfectly.
"Err....should we....get somepon-" Rarity began to ask, but Spike silently shook his head and gave a sigh.
"Tried that," he muttered, jerking a thumb towards Applejack. Applejack was standing in the kitchen, twirling a lasso around in perfect circles over her head. She wasn't planning to lasso anything specifically (at least, Rarity hoped she wasn't planning on it) and instead she simply twirled it over her head around and around. Practice she kept saying. Practice for 'forever.' whatever that meant.
Sadly, Spike shook his head and rested a claw on Rarity's side observing the fashionista's own plunge into madness. This, as far as Spike could tell, was a very different kind of madness. One that silently insisted he take a step back from the trembling designer. He'd never witnessed a murder before, let alone a massacre.
"Darlings? Darlings, please. Rainbow Dash, stop molesting that ponyquinn, Twilight, you're getting ink on m- Applejack don't lasso Rainbow Dash in the house, AND PINKIE I SWEAR TO CELESTIA THAT IF YOU FIRE OFF THAT PARTY CANNON INDOO-
"FOREVER!" Pinkie exclaimed happily, pulling the cord to her Party Cannon with a brilliant squeal. There was always time for a party, and a party might be just what Rarity needed to cheer up! Gleefully, Pinkie peered over her Party Cannon, looking for Rarity's smiling happy face.
'Happy Rarity' was not in the room.
"ENOUGH!!" shrieked Rarity, certainly loud enough for everypony in the room to stop what they were doing. Everypony in the room, the room next door, and every room down the street for that matter.
"Enough! Just what is the meaning of all of this! I have half a mind to take you all to Ponyville General to have you committed! What has gotten into all of you?! Did you all vote that today simply seemed a splendid day to go mad? Did you all decide you wanted to see how angry Rarity gets when she misses her deadlines?!" Rarity snarled in blazing fury, even as Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie, and Applejack shared a twinkling smile.
"DEADLINES!?" Rainbow Dash howled as if the concept was somehow the funniest thing she'd ever heard. Twilight doubled over laughing, and Pinkie Pie descended into a giggling abyss Rarity was sure she'd never escape from.
"You all drank the same kool-aid, didn't you?" asked Rarity flatly. It did nothing to counter Applejack's infectious smile.
"Settle down ya'll! Rarity! Rares, ya'll don't fret 'bout none of this. I got an explanation that'll set everything right as rain, but first, lemme ask ya'll this; how would ya'll like to be a princess?" Applejack grinned. Rarity raised an eyebrow...
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They pronked along like Pinkie Pie. Bouncing gleefully through Ponyville's streets in a wobbling, hopping line of perpetual, radiating happiness. The townsfolk had never seen them so happy before; Twilight leading the party, with Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Applejack. Behind them, was the loudest member of their party yet.
"AND THE DRESSES! I COULD MAKE EVERY DRESS IN MY SKETCH BOOK! EVERYONE! AND THE HOMELESS!? WHY NONE OF THEM WOULD EVER BE COLD AGAIN- OR UNFASHINONABLE! I WILL MAKE THE WORLD BEAUTIFUL! BEAUTIFUL AS ALL OF US!! HAHAHAHAH!!!" Rarity cackled, joined in by the rest of the group. Spike was the only one not laughing. He was far, far to busy praying to Celestia that Fluttershy could knock some sense back into his friends. He gazed longingly at the tiny cottage near the Everfree Forest and wondered just how long 'forever' could last.
Sorry, the novelty of this story has kinda worm away.
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I was afraid of that. I suppose I'll just cancel it.
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You shouldn't be so hasty. One reader's opinion shouldn't sway you to abandon your story.
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What!? NO!
This is my favourite story of them all!
At least make two more chapters! This is the true psycology of an immortal!
No, really. I like this story more than any other. You understand why immortality is inherently good, and don't get distracted by simple things like friends death, decades of experimensts, or the universe collapsing!
(please tell me that was poe's law playing with me)
please continue it is very funny and i really enjoy it!
Please let this have a happy ending, please let this have a happy ending, please let this have a happy ending, please let this have a happy ending...
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Rarity dear. I understand things are bad for you at the moment with the worry and the hurting. Believe me I do. But listen not to someone who compares your story to an annelid.
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The true psychology of an immortal? No. This is one potential look at the reaction of a group of mortals who think they will become immortal.
Disregarding the other looks at immortality just because they aren't funny or happy does not a good audience member make, and does not engender to add 'true' to the ones that are funny or happy. Simply that it is the style and outcome you currently most appreciate.
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I am loving this story. I want to see what happens next. I really do hope that they become immortal and that they shall bring joy to all around them.
I am greatly appreciative about this story as well, it brings joy and cheers to my day when I see an update.
And I hope your hooves feel better soon.
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Ok, no. You shouldn't cancel the story just because I don't like it.
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well, yes and no. I don't mean the happyness, ab immortal will never be eternally happy, I meant the optimism, and the lack of meaning of time, or limitations. I think that this is the most probable outcome in the case of someone becoming immortal. Everytime I ask someone about immortality, they only see two things:
- other people die, I will depress
- the entire universe dies, I will be bored
I investigated a little about what people usually think about immortality, and I've been dissapointed with the lack of view people have. Why do they think that it is so... bad? Yes, people will die, and you will see they die, but you still have all the other people in the world and beyond, and all the time you need to overcome their deaths, so it won't be that bad. Also, the end of the universe seems unlikely, evitable, reversible, or in the worst case scenario, equal to death.
That is why I think that this story is the best story about immortality so far.
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Oh, please don't! This is such an interesting look at the positivity of immortality; and the only one I can remember being written in this light. Please continue it, dear sister! There are many of u that are enjoying it immensely.
And don't worry about the length or how long it takes to write. You take care of yourself first, dear sister. Myself and many more will be here waiting and cheering you on!
P. S. I loved the scene with Rarity exploding. She just finally had enough of her friends, what ever the cause of their shenanigans. Spike was wise to back away! Very well done!
Please don't cancel it.
No! Spike! Don't take it to Fluttershy!
I have the distinct sense that Discord of all beings is going to have to be the voice of reason here. After all, no one drives his best friend mad but him!
Great story. Minor complaint here, but Rarity is pure white not grey. Other than that this is really enjoyable.
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Grey as in, coat style. Oh...nevermind. I was afraid folks wouldn't grasp that
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I do find this a marvelous story, in both hilarity and entertainment. Aside from that one commenter, who even said that you shouldn't cancel the story, most of us who did enjoy it want to see it flourish and continue, myself included. Besides, you still have Fluttershy to do, right?
Could you continue this? It's very interesting.
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I would love to see the conclusion of this story. I think it's beautiful and deserves the end that it naturally wants to have.
This is one of my favorite stories on this whole website. It perfectly describes what I want out of the overall story presented in the show.
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Would you believe me if I told you I've got the last Chapter done? It's not quite the ending I wanted it to have, though, so I'm working on it!
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*Claps excitedly*